"Look, we got one of the kids, alright? That's what you wanted you idiot!" "Say that to The One Whom We Must Fear! We need the boy, not this filth!" I wake up to hear arguing. I stay down, but they notice the small movement I make. "She's up. Bring her down." I think they'll kill me, but instead one picks me up and throws me down onto this stretcher that's so weak that I'm scared that it'll break. This masked person, in this white uniform says "A word and face the doors of death, peasant." I keep my mouth shut, and I try to remember where I've seen this uniform. It's vaguely familiar, like I've heard or seen this. We enter another room when I remember where I've seen this. It's a Peacekeeper uniform. They stop, and the Peacekeeper whispers 'Stay down." And you can hear the fear in his voice. There was a loud and commanding voice saying "Leave us!" and they scurry off. "Your name." I stammer "My name is…err…..Rue." "Rue. Such a sad story of how she died 14 years ago. Would you like to hear it?" "If I answer, will it actually benefit?" I have this daring characteristic, just like my mother, testing their patience. "I see you're a pushy one. If you answer, it may or may not benefit. It depends." "Well, that I know the answer to. It depends. On what, my answer? If I say no, you'll tell me anyways, won't you?" "Smart little girl. Of course. Now, enough of this! The story. Once upon a time, there was this fun game. It was called 'The Hunger Games'. The girl-" "Can I get off this stretcher please?" "Why not? You may." I get off, and I see a woman, with long black hair, and a evil smile. But that doesn't concern me. It's her teeth. They're like fangs, and even scarier, it looks natural. Must be genetic. Then it clicks. Enobaria. This must be her daughter. "I see you seem to recognize me. Yes, I am Cashmere daughter of Enobaria. She named me after her friend who died in the Hunger Games. I don't care of that crap, I just want power. Forget that Rue girl, she never had a chance. You have something I need. Rue, you look like your mother, except your eyes. Your fathers eyes. Let's have a look at him, shall we?" The big screen I never noticed lights up with light, and I see my father in a jail cell. Sick, pained, and by the looks of it, dying. "Such a shame your father's there alone. Starving. Dying. Neglected. Isn't it sad?" "Let him go, you beast! You lifeless, cold, stupid beast!" "Words make no difference. Now, only you possess the power of healing, a rare gift, and not to mention you are his daughter. I will let you see him, and tend to him, but only on one condition." "I'll do anything to save him." She starts to smirk, and says "That's what I was hoping to hear. You must tell me how they defeated the Capitol."